Is This... Cooperation?
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It took a while, particularly for Light, Tylluan, Moft, for the crew to discuss. But the ship had a ways to go to reach their target. With dark sails up and lights low, the Darkmaiden's Dance crept up towards their target. The maroon-sailed ship, wide berth and all, was too slow... and distance closed all too quickly.
Over the night air, there was sounds coming from the larger ship - hammering, talking, the occasional shout. The ship was surprisingly active, lights moving across the deck as people were moving about. Something was going on belowdecks, as a loud noise, like a heavy rumble... or heavy fart... rattled every few minutes. Small bursts of smoke rose up occasionally from unclear cause, and there once was a dim roar from the ship's belly...
Rosa was left to guess, once-again, how many aboard there might be. Were these people moving 'round shift? Or was it only this active for something going on within it? When were they expecting to sleep?
Furthermore, the ship had turned again. It had began moving east while the Dance closed in, changing its heading entirely... coming up towards a set of smaller islands that came off Faqu's islands' back. It was a near thing, but there was no indication that the Dance had been seen.
And their target was slowing. It was coming near those islands. A set of ruins, old stone buildings weather-worn and blasted by the beach, sat in the moonlight. ...Including an old tower once used to signal ships.
The Dance nears. Near enough for a bird to take flight, anyway...